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EJ Aghassi Dec 2014
blinded by the light
or the drugs in my eye
distracted by the waves
enchanted by the breeze

there is redemption in
moments like these

I see a sun of welcome
warmth skip across the
top of the ocean's head

the rocks that have been
the end to many friends
now lay there docile again

my soul is floating, I think,
out there in wondrous
solitude, amidst the
romantic expansive blue
EJ Aghassi Dec 2014
I guess I've always loved bangs

I suppose I am a fan of work parties

Maybe the outside world ain't bad

But in reality it is, there is no shelter

the moonlight hit you just right and

you seem so genuine & intangible

moving quickly under my skin

to no one's surprise at all
I'm sure I'll never talk to you
EJ Aghassi Dec 2014
where exactly does the anxiety come from?
the pit in my stomach deepened a bit
nothing feels as good as you're expecting
when you are expecting it to feel good

the weather is a reflection of something
found within myself, but i don't know
how to quite put that into words so
i will just leave it at that i suppose

i was told by someone i've known long ago
to make use of these perpetual sorrows
that follow that carnal pull that men know
when they must make time somehow slow
guess
EJ Aghassi Dec 2014
flashes of your smile
I'm growing less bitter
this familiar mile
is now littered with her

I don't know how
to kiss your lips
I need it now at a
moment like this

I need your beauty
beside me
I need to erase
my shame

a windchill a
sun beam
there saying
my name

nature is green
with envy of thee
the falling leaves
are of my own body

in tow of
the spirit that
has now
known yours

found hidden beaches
felt the snow storms

I'm willing to learn the
things you want me to

if that's now what it
takes to get
to you

I've since learned new
things, though my
pride still burns

it's with unfamiliar
brightness that
my heart now
yearns
dreams flood reality
EJ Aghassi Dec 2014
i told myself i wouldn't think
so that led to dreams instead

strip away rationality, succumb
to true desire mentally and then
maybe, somehow, manage to be
happily abstaining from asking
any questions pertaining to the
things your heart knows are out of place

i felt my arms around your waist
& your cheek slightly graze my neck
i felt it
i don't know how you feel

the unrecognized pathway,
potential energy set to explode in sure
romance, was cut down in its war stance
it never had a chance

but the spirit of it lives on and
it is a very haunting thing
to see those wants and needs
crystalize in dreams

i told myself i wouldn't think
i've done too much, i confess

& i convinced myself i didn't love
which now has led me to obsess
yet i still woke up somehow hopeful
  Dec 2014 EJ Aghassi
Ryan
it's true that all the women you knew
were more than you could ever know and it seems
they never cease to surprise you
i know that kind of girl
its hard to grasp the idea of she
who is looking for nothing more than pure pleasure
who is looking for nothing more than ****** favors

so i grabbed up all my precious things and set out
to meet this vicious queen with hopes
of love and *** and drugs and laughter
but as you should know my hopes were high
and with their faults i set myself up
for a pure and sure tragic disaster
i was just some fool trying to find some comfort
i was a ******* fool out looking for some comfort

so i met up with the queen divine
and at her palace i did find
some of the things that i was sure to cure my illness
and pulling from my pocket
a collection of narcotic aides, i said:
we might as well be ****** up, my fellow stranger
we're all a little ****** up, my precious stranger

so we opened my bottled offering
of liquid gold and began to drink
a cheers to all night's planned adventures
as my senses they began to dull
my lust for her began to swell
and hers for me was burning bright and vivid
two twisted souls reaching out to feel one another
yes two twisted souls desperate to feel the other

so we made out for a round or two
an exploration of the other's mouth
a new land for each to ****, pillage and plunder
interjected by **** here and there
an intermission conversely shared
talk was cheap, but my body was surely cheaper
something to be used up by a stranger
a torrid holy land for another stranger

the tension it was unbearable
for ****** games unmentionable
to twist and writhe with misplaced passion
two bodies bare in ecstasy
becoming one through misanthropy
a battle scene grand for ages and ages
she cut me deep with intimate relentless
yes she struck me deep, she was relentless

so i felt her body close to mine
and worshiped it as if some shrine
a true testament of flawless perfection
and with my sword so righteously
i pierced her shrine so godlessly
i was fallen priest and her body was my alter
and when she came i felt the strangeness falter
when we came all the strangeness faltered

we laid upon the war torn sheets
to experience that awkward feat
of replacing loneliness with ****** conviction
i fell asleep in her naked breast
a solider starved for tender rest
i was relieved of all my woes and endless sadness
and i found it at this dear strangers address
so i spent the night in the comfort of her prowess

until we woke to say goodbyes
and possibly share one more surprise
of additional intimate relations
i was sad to go but couldn't stay
for fear of love to show its face
a mutually agreed upon resistance
no we would not let our lonely hearts misconstrue this
no we could not let our raw hearts go through this

so i'll lend you my last offering
of knowledge to pain and suffering
you'll find a place to bury your sickness
you'd be surprised what comes around
when you sell your soul underground
you'll be a poster child for unashamed *** and danger
yes you will find your solace within some stranger
so don't be afraid to find it, fellow stranger
This is structured after a song by Leonard Cohen. Written a month or so ago. Didn't have the nerve to post it.
EJ Aghassi Dec 2014
i get so lonely at times
unfortunately though it still
makes no sense at all
i close my eyes and hear the
sound of the rain yet
feel summer rays slightly
pain exposed skin

the weather,
oh the weather

i swear the sweetest song
of all is the sound of
the wind that sweeps in
before that loneliness begins
there's a feeling in my gut and nothing is really working

i couldn't bring myself to finish this for some reason
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